I’ve thought about it and decided guilt really isn’t a great
motivator for anything, really. Especially in my case, I think. Guilt feels
like a thick, coarse rope tied around your limbs that tosses you around and around until
you are too exhausted to fight back.
Guilt is what kept me in a relationship for six months just
a few weeks ago. The three months before that with someone else. Two years with
the guy before the other two.
The list goes on, you understand? Guilt hasn’t been too kind
on that subject.
Let’s see…oh yes. Guilt is the reason I gave up on
everything I applied to in college and just gave up. If I had packed the guilt
into the trash where it belonged I wouldn’t be sitting here in my parents
apartment writing about it.
I would be in Thailand right now riding on my scooter and
answering e-mails on my new iPhone about my startup in Flatiron. I would be
glancing back toward coach from my business class seat and snickering while I
sip my champagne and kick my feet up after a string of business meetings in
China. Oh guilt…you have humbled me into average inadequacy.
So, my post New Year’s resolution is to toss guilt (and the
fear on the bottom of that barrel) out the window and not even watch it crash.
I do not have time for that right
now.
I will finally wake up Monday morning and not venture into
anything guilt related and just flow.
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